“He is no longer mine to lose, but the grief is there, a gnawing sense of disbelief.”
“He pulls me close, too close. I’m frozen in five hundred layers of fear. Stunned in grief, in disbelief.”
“Expats of any country are quick to lose their sense of humour, beaten down by a lifetime of defending the land they no longer live in.”
“...all winter the acorns and red Maple leaf moldered in silence - in the same way grief is gnawing at me - slowly, imperceptibly... consuming...”
“Missing someone is a vague, unpleasant sensation, like gnawing anxiety. It isn't as concrete as grief, but it's just as pervasive and there's no escaping it.”
“Disbelief is more resistant than faith because it is sustained by the senses.”